Qinglong nodded.

"By the way, kill the flute player. He deserves to die."

"Okay, I agree."

Xiao Chen glanced at the water pool. Qinglong lives here?

I heard that dragons like to collect treasures. Does it seem true?

Is there a treasure house here?

But thinking about Qinglong's strength, he still suppressed some thoughts.

He is self-aware, and he is no match for Qinglong.

Far from it.

The strength of Qinglong far exceeds that of the evil dragon spirit and the dragon on Dragon Island.

Brother Long didn't move at all. If it was weaker than it, wouldn't it show its teeth and claws?
Chapter completed!